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Title: The Arrow of Fire

A Mystery Story for Boys

Author: Roy J. Snell

Release Date: July 20, 2013 [eBook #43263]

Language: English

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The
ARROW of FIRE

By
ROY J. SNELL

The Reilly & Lee Co.
Chicago New York

COPYRIGHT 1930
BY
THE REILLY & LEE CO.
PRINTED IN THE U. S. A.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE

I The Squad Call 11

II A Running Battle 23

III Talking in the Dark 37

IV Johnny Calls the Squads 48

V Mysterious Violence 56

VI Who? and Why? 65

VII In Court 70

VIII Prisoners at the Bar 77

IX Clues 86

X A Royal Feast 94

XI Sworn to Stand By 101

XII From Out the Shadows 110

XIII A Marked Man 120

XIV Johnny Scores a Knockdown 128

XV Johnny Finds a Man 137

XVI The Face That Seemed a Mask 147

XVII The Sergeant’s Story 155

XVIII A Scream—A Shot 165

XIX A Bullet 175

XX A Card from the Underworld 184

XXI The Secret Number 194

XXII Startling Transformations 202

XXIII Many Bullets 207

XXIV Not on the Program 214

XXV A Wolf Seeks Culture 222

XXVI These Are the Guns 230

XXVII An Arrow Speeds to Its Mark 240

XXVIII Taken for a Ride 248

XXIX The Night Ride 255

XXX Many Perils 260

XXXI The Creeping Spot 267

XXXII Sky High 272

XXXIII The Show-Down 279

THE ARROW OF FIRE

CHAPTER I
THE SQUAD CALL

It was midnight. The waters of Lake Michigan were like glass, smooth glass, miles of it, blue-black. There was no moon. The stars burned queer bright holes in the blue-black glass. The long, low craft that glided through the water caused scarce a ripple.

At the prow of this Great Lakes’ freighter stood Johnny Thompson. He was gazing at the